Song Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking of the feeling of contentment on her face when Ye Jue went to her restaurant to eat in her previous life, and her heart was sweet and astringent.

So she will continue her culinary journey in this life.

She wants to cook food for her relatives, lovers, and friends.

She nodded and said, "Yes, I can make food for the person I like, watch him eat all the dishes I cooked, and then say to me, it's delicious." ”

Ye Jue showed a light smile on his face, raised his hand and rubbed her head and said, "Yes, there will be many people who like to eat the dishes you make." ”

"I've picked it all, how much is the boss."

"Exactly ten dollars."

Song Yan took out ten yuan, and was about to give money to the shopkeeper, but Ye Jue withdrew the money in her hand, took out some scattered money from her bag and handed it to the shopkeeper, and then stuffed the ten yuan into Song Yan's hand with her wallet: "You take it, buy whatever you want to buy for grandma." ”

"But I have my own money." Song Yan subconsciously pushed the wallet and ten yuan back to him.

Ye Jue picked up the vegetables with one hand, grabbed Song Yan's outstretched little hand with the other, and pulled her out of the store without picking up the wallet she was holding.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper pursed his lips and smiled: "Big girl, if your object loves you, you will accept his wallet, otherwise, there will be more girls who want to take care of your object's wallet." ”

Song Yan blushed when she said this.

The wallet in his hand was grasped tighter, and he turned back to the shopkeeper and said, "Whoever dares to care about my wallet, I will tear it up." ”

Ye Jue burst out laughing, but his heart was sweet, and he turned back to her and said, "Don't worry, only you can take care of my wallet, and others won't take care of it." ”

"A must." Song Yan raised her little face slightly, and simply took his wallet and stuffed it into her clothes.

Everything that should be bought was bought, and when the two of them returned to the village, it was already eleven o'clock, and Song Yan hurriedly went to the vegetable garden to pick some green beans.

After picking, Song Yan closed the bamboo fence door of the vegetable garden.

If this is not closed, the chickens raised by the village will run in and eat the vegetables.

The fences of every house were made by Song Jiang.

After the dishes were picked, Song Yan and Ye Jue returned to Zhaixi.

The villagers who cut the rice have not yet been able to work, and Song Yan greets them from time to time.

Li Da Tongue has the biggest mouth, and when he saw Song Yan and her object, he couldn't help but gossip about Song Yimin's today: "Dayan, do you know that your sister has an accident?" ”

Song Yan slowed down and nodded in response: "I know, Aunt Li." ”

Li Dayu has a big mouth, and Li Meina married to Songjia Village from the same village, because she likes to chew the root of her tongue behind people's backs, and the people in the village gave her a flower name behind her back, and over time, everyone called her Li Dayu.

In his previous life, this Li Dayu spread her story out of ten miles and eight villages, so that the entire township knew that the daughter of a certain family was messing around outside.

Although she has changed her role now, Song Yan doesn't like this person at all.

"It's good that she didn't spoil your partner, otherwise...... Alas, I said, your object is so good-looking, and your family is good-looking, you have to take care of it. Li Dayu was jealous that Song Yan had such an excellent object, and his voice was a little sour: "I heard that the girls in the city are even more sassy, after you marry your partner, you are going to go to some big city with him, then you have to be more optimistic." ”

Song Yan smiled dryly, too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person: "Aunt Li, you can rest assured, Ye Jue can choose me, a rural girl, as a daughter-in-law, and he can't look down on the girl in the city, the basis of marriage is trust, not by watching, what is yours is yours, if it is not yours, it is useless for you to be sour, oh, I have to go back to cook for my grandma and my future in-laws, go first, Aunt Li, I see that you should not be busy, go back as soon as possible to cook for your daughter-in-law from the city, lest your son be angry again." ”